Death Spiral [Infinite Flow]

Lian Qiao was sighing, when there were three sounds of "Tuk, Tuk, Tuk" from behind. It sounded like someone knocking on the wooden door with their knuckles.

Lian Qiao was alert for a moment, put the little honeysuckle in the cradle, picked up the crowbar and walked to the door.

"Who?"

There is no echo behind the door.

Even Qiao asked a few more times, but there was still no sound behind the door.

Since the other party didn't speak, of course even Qiao couldn't open the door casually. He returned to Honeysuckle, but saw Little Honeysuckle leaning on the edge of the cradle, staring at the door thoughtfully.

"What's the matter?" Lian Qiao touched his little head, "What did you see again?"

Little Honeysuckle frowned, stared at the door for a long time, and finally shook her head.

"Don't be afraid, no matter what is outside, I'm here." Lian Qiao took him out of the cradle and let him sit on his lap.

Little Honeysuckle, who just turned one year old, has not grown much hair yet, and it is short and softly attached to the head, and it feels very good. Lian Qiao couldn't put it down and stroked for a long time, until Xiao Rendong turned his head unbearably.

Touch! Go bald again!

Lian Qiao read this sentence from the eyes of Xiao Rendong, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

After eating the plate of bear biscuits, Little Honeysuckle was already drowsy. After all, it is a child who has just turned one year old. After eating, sleeping, and eating, it is also very common sense. Even Qiao Ben wanted to carry him to the bed to sleep together, but Xiao Rendong kicked him hard in the face a few times and refused to go to bed. Lian Qiao had no choice but to pull the cradle to the head of the bed where he could reach, and put one hand on the cradle before turning off the lights to sleep.

Little Honeysuckle quickly fell asleep. Lian Qiao listened to the slight breathing like that of a kitten, and suddenly thought:

In previous dungeons, honeysuckle never seemed to sleep so sweetly.

Although the boss of Honeysuckle took him to lie down every time to win, but he could feel that there was an extreme anxiety secretly hidden under the aloofness of Honeysuckle.

Especially last time - they hadn't even officially stepped into the dungeon, and when they were still in the elevator, Ren Dong suddenly broke down.

In fact, he has always been under a lot of psychological pressure, but he doesn't say it or admit it.

He always does. No matter what happened, no matter how painful it was, he gritted his teeth and endured it.

He would even say calmly: I'm fine, I'm okay.

I could have more pain.

How can he teach people not to love him?

But...

In the darkness, Lian Qiao blinked his eyes slowly, staring at the innocent sleeping face of the baby in the cradle.

But... it is also such a honeysuckle that sometimes makes him unable to resist...

want - want - hurt - hurt -

Want to hear his cry. I want to see how miserable he looks. I want to press him down and feel his struggle and resistance in my own hands.

Want to see how much pain he had to-

Totally crash.

Lian Joe was taken aback by his own thoughts. His back was instantly soaked in cold sweat, and he was surprised how he could have such a thought.

Is it too dark in the room? still…

He stretched his hand to his chest involuntarily, touching a hard object through his shirt.

The brass key.

The key carries his body temperature, and the simple shape can be felt through the shirt.

Iwami Chuan said, the key is naturally used to open the lock.

Then, what is hidden behind his lock...

Lian Qiao thought in a trance. Suddenly, a strange voice sounded in the quiet bedroom.

"Tuk, Tuk, Tuk".

Lian Qiao's heart skipped a beat. who is it? Who's knocking on the door again?

Lian Qiao glanced at the cradle, Little Honeysuckle was still sleeping. He didn't want to wake up Ren Dong, so he got out of bed lightly and walked towards the door.

Lian Qiao took two steps and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

The knock on the door just now, why does it seem...a bit close?

Although the lights were not turned on, even Qiao knew how far the bed was from the door.

The knock he heard just now didn't seem to come from outside the door, but...

Inside the door?

At this point, even Joe didn't bother to disturb Ren Dong. He picked up the honeysuckle and pulled out the crowbar at the same time, staring vigilantly at the darkness in front of him.

The light switch in the bedroom is next to the door. It is not wise to turn it on at this time. So he gently shook Little Honeysuckle awake and whispered, "Honeysuckle, look, where is the ghost."

Little Honeysuckle woke up in a daze, and when she heard the word "ghost", she was instantly awake.

He opened his eyes wide, his black eyes rolled around, and quickly shook his head in confusion.

"No?" Even Joe was surprised. He remembered the knock on the door before turning off the lights. At that time, Ren Dong also stared at the door for a while, but saw nothing.

Is he thinking too much? It's not a ghost at all, but a mischievous child?

…Then this kid is really full.

Lian Qiao held Little Honeysuckle and waited for a while with a crowbar in hand. There was nothing unusual in the room, but the cool breeze of early spring made him chill. He confirmed to Ren Dong several times, and Ren Dong always shook his head, indicating that he didn't see anything.

Lian Qiao had no choice but to give up and go back to sleep.

This time, he did not worry about letting Honeysuckle sleep in the cradle alone. Although Honeysuckle was reluctant, he still pulled the little Honeysuckle into his bed to sleep together.

The bedroom regains its calm in the dark. Little Honeysuckle quickly fell asleep again, purring softly like a kitten.

Even Joe was wary at first. Not long after, he was also infected by the drowsiness of Honeysuckle and fell into a groggy state.

He gradually became a little confused, and couldn't tell whether the person around him was his lover or his child.

Little Honeysuckle has a warm but unfamiliar milky fragrance. When Lian Qiao was half asleep and half awake, he couldn't help but leaned over and pressed against the soft little face of Honeysuckle. He felt extremely reassured, extremely content, as if he had inadvertently obtained a treasure that he could never get in this life.

—until that strange voice broke the peace again.

"Tuk, Tuk, Tuk".

It is the sound of knuckles hitting the board.

"...Fuck!" Lian Qiao was awakened from her sweet dream, and her hair exploded instantly. He turned his head and shouted at the door, "Which son of a **** is going crazy, pretending to be Wang Zuxian without sleeping in the middle of the night! (Note

Little Honeysuckle beside him was frightened by his roar, and struggled in his arms.

Lian Qiao patted Little Honeysuckle soothingly on the back, and continued to scold at the door: "Knock! Knock again! Knock me out again to kill you!"

I wonder if his snarling voice sounded too scary at night, and Little Honeysuckle actually cried with a "wow". Lian Qiao was shocked and quickly comforted: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm not murdering you, don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."

Little Honeysuckle didn't listen, her fleshy little body kept twisting in Lian Qiao's arms, trying to crawl out. Lian Qiao was afraid that he would fall, so he hugged him closer, and coaxed in a panic, "What's wrong with you? What do you want? I'll give you what you want, don't run around..."

Little Honeysuckle babbled, desperately reaching out to the bed, trying to climb out of Lian Qiao's arms. Lian Qiao turned his head to look, saw the backpack by the bed, and finally realized what Ren Dong meant.

Ghost - here it is!

Lian Qiao took out the crowbar from his backpack and placed it in front of him and Honeysuckle. Only then did Xiao Rendong stop struggling, Xiaorou grabbed the front of his shirt with his hands, and stared straight ahead with his black eyes.

There is no light in the room, only darkness can be seen.

Lian Joe's eyes widened. Due to the poor light, his pupils also dilated, trying to catch even the slightest bit of strangeness.

One big and one small waited silently and vigilantly for a moment, and finally, the strange voice sounded again.

"Tuk, Tuk, Tuk".

This time, the sound of tapping the wooden board was close at hand, as if it came from the cradle. The cradle was touched by something, and it shook slightly, making a "crack-squeak-" sound.

Without any hesitation, Lian Qiao kicked the cradle and swung the crowbar at the same time, aiming at the source of the sound, which was a critical strike.

He couldn't perceive the location of the ghost, so he could only swing around. Fortunately, the crowbar is long enough, and even if it is swung randomly, the attack range is large enough. He felt the crowbar hit something, and then a sharp woman screamed from his ear.

"Yeah ah ah ah ah-"

The female ghost screamed like sharp fingernails across the blackboard. Lian Qiao endured the discomfort and swung the crowbar vigorously like chasing flies. This time, however, his luck was not so good, and the crowbar hit nothing. Instead, a hand came from deep under the bed and suddenly grabbed his ankle!

Lian Qiao was startled, and subconsciously raised the crowbar to hit. Under this look, he was completely stunned.

It turned out that the under the bed was already densely covered with arms. It was obviously a woman's arm, slender and long, like countless twisting white snakes. The tips of her fingernails were covered in bright red nail polish, and they were rushing towards the bed desperately.

The little honeysuckle in his arms couldn't help rolling his eyes and roaring wildly in his heart: What are you hiding! There's a wall behind you, where can you hide!

Lian Qiao crawled to the end of the bed, screaming, "Don't, don't, don't come! Hiccup—"

Honeysuckle's heart skipped a beat.

Done! Hiccup!

After hundreds of thousands of words, the author finally remembered this setting! This shows how scared Lian Qiao is now!

Little Honeysuckle struggled hard in his arms, trying to tell him what you were afraid of when you had a bare crowbar. However, Lian Qiao, who was frightened and hiccupped, has lost his mind, and has forgotten everything except screaming.

Though those ghost hands are taboo against crowbars, but even Qiao was so frightened that they retreated, and the ghost hands advanced layer by layer, crawling from the edge of the bed to the middle. Climbing fast, he has already climbed up on Lian Qiao's calf.

Lian Qiao: "Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!"

Honeysuckle: “…”

In desperation, Honeysuckle can only use nirvana.

"Wow-"

Cry!

Xu Rendong's original intention is to wake up other players by crying, which is equivalent to calling for help. However, when he was crying, Lian Qiao suddenly caught up with some muscle, his pupils shuddered, and suddenly he grabbed the crowbar and smashed it **** his leg.

Click!

A horrific bone-breaking sound exploded from Lian Joe's leg.

Little Honeysuckle froze for a moment and forgot to continue crying. I saw a cold light flickering in front of my eyes, and the sound of clicking in my ears kept coming.

Honeysuckle: "..." Isn't this quite a hit!

Lian Qiao was stimulated too much, and even though the ghost hands could not move, he still beat hard with red eyes, almost hammering the ghost hands into meat sauce.

Seeing this scene, the rest of the ghost hands trembled in fear, twisting and disappearing into the corner of the floor.

"Ah, ah..." Honeysuckle stretched out her fleshy little hand, trying to reach Lian Qiao's hand, but Lian Qiao was still whipping the corpse like she was crazy.

until there was another knock on the door.

"Tuk, Tuk, Tuk".

Lian Qiao: "Fuck! How dare you come?!"

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Note: Pretending to be Wang Zuxian without sleeping: It is a stalk in the movie "East and West". The character Wang Zuxian played was sneaky in the middle of the night, and was complained about "doing not sleep in the middle of the night pretending to be Wang Zuxian". Wang Zuxian also replied: Wang Zuxian? Who!